"Wake up, Rhea." Rhea felt someone shaking her shoulders gently. It was Adeline. "We've upgraded the room to a villa! Apparently it's really awesome, but we need to get the suitcases up there." She pointed to the top floor of Caesar's Palace.
"Oh. Ok." Rhea sat up slowly and rubbed the sleep out of her eyes. She climbed out of the car and grabbed her bag. Struggling up the steps, she walked straight into Phil.
"Hey, let me take that." Phil offered his arm, even though he was carrying his bag too. By the time we reached the elevator, the other 4 had gone up.
"This place looks amazing." Rhea looked around.
"I know. Tonight is going to be amazing." They walked into the now empty elevator and pressed the button for the floor they wanted. "You know why it's going to be amazing?" He looked at her.
"No idea, Phil."
"The fact that I'm spending the whole night with you." He placed the bags on the floor and wrapped his arms around Rhea, one hand almost on her bum.
"Phil-"
"Shhh." Phil put a finger to her lips, then, smiling, kissed Rhea again. Rhea felt as if she could explode. So many emotions were boiling inside her right now. She felt Phil pushing her until her back was against the elevator wall. A hand moved up from her back, and under her top. Rhea nibbled Phil's lips playfully, and wound her fingers in his hair. Phil groaned quietly. Rhea broke the kiss, and looked up into Phil's eyes.
"And what was that for, Mr Wenneck?" She managed to say, after getting her breath back.
"I couldn't control myself, Miss Rivers."
"That's a wonderful excuse, Phil." Rhea played with the buttons on his shirt.
Phil chuckled. "Have I ever told you Rhea? – you're truly amazing." He held her eyes in his own gaze.
Suddenly, the doors of the elevator opened, and the shocked faces of Charlotte and Adeline were seen.
"Shit." Phil sprung off of Rhea, grabbed the bags, and huffed off the find the room.
"What the hell was that about, Rhea?" Adeline asked while Charlotte wiggled her eyebrows at me.
"Oh my god Adeline – that was crazy." Rhea shook her head in disbelief.
"Tell us when we get into the villa – we'll be in private then." Charlotte said, looking curiously at the couple who had appeared beside the trio.
"Alright. But you might have to help me back, I'm feeling a little shaky." Rhea laughed nervously.
When they were in the villa, Adeline quickly showed Charlotte and Rhea around the place, and then led them into one of the bedrooms.
"This is where you're sleeping, Rhea. Now tell us what happened with Phil!" Charlotte said, closing the door on the boys, who were lounging on the sofas.
"Well, there we were, having a normal conversation-"
"When has any conversation between the two of you been normal?" Adeline snorted.
"Oh be quiet, Adeline! So, then he said that tonight was going to be amazing because he was going to be with me the whole time. And then he kissed me. And then he said I was truly amazing," Rhea smiled inwardly. "Then you guys found us. I'm sure he would have continued if the doors hadn't opened on you two."
"That makes sense though, Rhea. The way he's been looking at you, and the way you say he acts around you has been pointing out that he may have a teeny weenie crush on his best friend!" Adeline giggled.
"Oh, I'm so happy for you two! You're going to have the cutest babies ever!" Charlotte teased Rhea.
"Chaaarrrr! But how does the fact that he may like me explain why he ran away from us like that?"
"Rhea, maybe he wants to keep this a secret, because he doesn't want this relationship to last like the others..." Adeline stated, referring to Phil's previous girlfriends, who dumped him because they thought he was too open about their relationship.
"True, true." Charlotte agreed.
"I suppose. What do you think we'll happen tonight?" Rhea questioned apprehensively.
"I think it'll depend on how much you drink, how much stripping you get up to-"
"I forgot how much you love stripping when you're drunk! Phil is going to have so much fun tonight!" Adeline laughed loudly.
"As I was saying – if you start giving Phil a lap dance, I'm pretty sure that you two will get up to something." Charlotte finished her sentence, while Rhea glared at Adeline.
"So can I count on you two to stop me from stripping?" Rhea asked.
"No, because that's always funny." Adeline stated.
"We can stop you from lap dancing though, don't worry." Charlotte took Rhea's hand.
"Thanks Charlotte. Just until I'm sure of my feelings towards him."
"I bet you'd love to give him a lap dance, Rhea, you just don't want to say it!" Adeline teased Rhea.
The door opened abruptly, and Stu walked in. "Who do you want to give a lap dance to, Rhea?"
"Haven't you heard of knocking?" Rhea stormed out of the room, and walked straight into Doug.
"Hey Rhea, are you alright? Because I've noticed you're a little stressed at the moment." Doug smiled at her.
"Yeah, I'm alright. Just boy troubles – if you know what I mean." Rhea confessed.
"Well, if that boy is Phil I can understand the troubles." Doug patted her cheek paternally and then said, "We have half an hour to get ready. Meet us out here when you're ready."
Rhea took a long shower in an attempt to drown out all of her confusion. It didn't work. As she stepped out of the shower she was just as clueless as she had been 10 minutes earlier. Wrapped up in her bath robe, she dried her long hair, and straightened it. Natural auburn highlights flashed in the lights, and, as she played with the locks, she thought absently of her grandfather. He had been one of those people who you could talk to comfortably about anything, and he would listen intently, no matter how stupid it was. Rhea hadn't noticed the tears that had filled her eyes and had welled over onto her cheeks.
"Oh, get a grip Rhea." She scolded herself, wiping away the tears quickly. Phil was nothing to fret about.
After perfecting her make-up, she regarded her face in the mirror. She had coloured her eyelids a gold colour, and had lined them with liquid eyeliner. Her lashes looked long and full thanks to about 4 coats of mascara. Rhea had highlighted her high cheekbones with bronzer and had her lips were glossed over with a peach flavour lipgloss. She stood up and moved over to her bed, and got dressed. She wore a tight fitting purple dress that was gathered at the centre of the dress, at the front and back. The dress finished around mid-thigh, and she paired it with a pair of her highest purple velvet heels. Her straightened hair had managed to curl at the ends, and Rhea scowled. Her naturally curly hair never stayed straight. She admitted defeat and left her hair to hang carelessly around her waist (it was that long!).
She stepped out of her bedroom and went to sit on the sofa.
"RHEA! You look amazing! Give us a twirl!" Charlotte ran up to Rhea and gave her a massive hug, Charlotte was wearing a black dress that finished just underneath her bum.
"This is a bit short, Char! Are you trying to find a man tonight?" Rhea laughed.
"Only one." Charlotte's mood seemed to decline.
"I'm sure he'll be amazed by this peachy bottom!" Rhea patted Charlotte's bum playfully and then let Charlotte inspect her dress.
"You look gorgeous, you two!" Adeline had entered, signalling more admiration of dresses, hair and make-up.
"Girls, if I have to listen to one more word about dresses I'm going to be sick!" Doug grabbed the 3 girls and cuddled them.
"Argh, Doug, you're getting married in two days. This is like, adultery." Rhea stuck her tongue out at Doug.
"Who's ready to let the dogs out?" Alan shouted, coming out of Stu's room. Phil and Stu followed shortly, shaking their heads in embarrassment.
"I am, Alan!" Rhea grabbed his hand and started towards the exit of the villa. Phil looked murderous.
When they reached the elevator, Phil teased Alan about his man-purse.
"Hey, Indiana Jones is cool." Adeline stuck up for Alan.
Rhea stood next to Phil, who promptly placed his hand on her bum.
"You should be nicer to him, seriously." Rhea decided to ignore Phil's inappropriateness.
"I'm just messing with him, it's nothing nasty. I promise." Phil said. "You look beautiful tonight. But, I have to say – I prefer your hair curly." Phil fiddled with her straight hair.
Rhea blushed outside and in. "No you don't, its horribly curly." Rhea was adamant.
"Nope, Rhea, it looks stunning curly. I think you look best when you're hanging at my house in your pyjama shorts and one of my old t-shirts."
"That has to be a lie." Rhea's insides flipped over, did he really think she looked nice when it was Sunday morning and the two best friends spent the day on the sofa recovering from their hangovers?
"When have I ever lied?" Phil winked at her. "I'm being serious Rhea; I love it when you're not made up. But I'm not complaining about this at all." Gesturing to her dress, he tapped her bum softly as they walked out of the elevator.
"I'm not going first up the stairs! It gives Phil the opportunity to look up my dress!" Charlotte whined.
"Your fault for wearing such a short dress, darling." Phil winked at Charlotte.
"Maybe Rhea would go up first?" Rhea almost punched Adeline in the face.
"I say, all the boys go up first, then there's no risk of any of them seeing up our dresses." Rhea sighed.
When they were all up on the roof, Alan made a speech. And quite a funny one at that.
"So I'm a wolf?" Rhea whispered into Phil's ear.
Phil laughed. "I think we all are." He kissed her cheek. "You're the prettiest one though."
They all downed their jägermeister, and started what would be the best night of their lives.